Author: TEAMJACOBFAN101987 PM
Ella lives in Marksville, Tennessee. She and her boyfriend are spending the day together,until Peter, her boyfreind, gives her news of leaving! Where is ha going? When? Could this be the end? read to find out.Rated: Fiction T - English - Chapters: 2 - Words: 1,200 - Reviews: 3 - Favs: 1 - Updated: 05-07-10 - Published: 04-02-10 - id: 5862423
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Ella Linley lived in a small town in Tennessee, called Marksville, which had a population of 70 people. That was only ten more people than her graduating class last year. She did not go to school here; she went to a school right outside Marksville. This is where her boyfriend Peter lived. They are both are nineteen, and peter comes to Marksville often to see Ella.
It was a bright sunny day, May 22, 2010. Peter was walking with Ella in the park outside the town. His dirty, blonde hair, and his deep, blue eyes were shining in the sun. Ella's blonde hair, which she usually wore down, flowed down her back, a few inches past her shoulders. Her hair was blowing in the cool may breeze, and she stop and looked at Peter with her blue green eyes.
"It is a beautiful day, isn't it Peter?" she asked.
"Sure." He said it bluntly looking as if he was worried about something.
"Yeah," she replied, a bit disappointed.
"I wrote you a poem Peter."
"You love writing poems, don't you?" he replied kind of chuckling.
"Alright, let's hear it."
"Roses are red, violets are blue, tell me what's bothering you Peter, please do."
"You just made that up on the spot," he replied.
"Yeah, you looked worried, please tell me what's wrong," she answered.
"Why not?" she asked. They stopped and sat down on a park bench.
"I can't until tonight when you accompany me to the Marksville Café, where we will have dinner tonight."
"Fine, I'll wait."
That is all they said for a while. They did not speak the entire time he was taking her home. Ella was not happy. She was happy about their date, but not that Peter was worried. This could be the end, is he breaking up with her. No he couldn't be, or could he. Now she was worried.
That night they headed to the Marksville Café. They were seated at a table and did not speak for at least five minutes. Anyone who saw them would think they were lost in each other's eyes, but they knew nothing about the conversation in the park. Ella felt intense, she was afraid of what Peter was going to say.
"Hey guys," Beth McCray the waitress said "sorry to keep you waiting."
"That's alright, two glasses of water and to things of ribs please." Peter said, looked over at Ella and smiled.
Well that was reassuring, she thought.
"Coming right up." Beth said.
"How do you seem to always know what I want?" Ella asked Peter.
"I just do."
"So, when are you going to tell me the thing you couldn't tell me this afternoon?"
"Oh, I forgot, I guess now."
"Is it something I should be worried about?" she asked.
"Maybe, it is about me in the military," he replied.
"Peter Livingston, if you were worried about me knowing that you were joining the military, well… well… you already have told me!"
"No, that's not it."
"Well than Peter tell me, because you have already joined the military, and you seem real worried, I cannot take this anymore!"
"Shhh, okay here it is, and please be quiet before everyone in the world hears you."
"What do you mean by that?" Ella asked raged.
"Ella, I am being shipped off to fight at the end of the summer."